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dais； upon the lowest step which was broad and deep； there was a stone chair； black and unadorned；
and on it sat an old man gazing at his lap。 In his hand was a white rod with a golden knob。 He did
not look up。 Solemnly they paced the long floor towards him； until they stood three paces from his
footstool。 Then Gandalf spoke。
'Hail； Lord and Steward of Minas Tirith； Denethor son of Ecthelion！ I am e with counsel
and tidings in this dark hour。'
Then the old man looked up。 Pippin saw his carven face with its proud bones and skin like ivory；
and the long curved nose between the dark deep eyes； and he was reminded not so much of
Boromir as of Aragorn。 'Dark indeed is the hour；' said the old man； 'and at such times you are wont
to e； Mithrandir。 But though all the signs forebode that the doom of Gondor is drawing nigh；
less now to me is that darkness than my own darkness。 It has been told to me that you bring with
you one who saw my son die。 Is this he？'
'It is；' said Gandalf。 'One of the twain。 The other is with Théoden of Rohan and may e
hereafter。 Halflings they are； as you see； yet this is not he of whom the omens spoke。'
'Yet a Halfling still；' said Denethor grimly； 'and little love do I bear the name； since those
accursed words came to trouble our counsels and drew away my son on the wild errand to his death。
My Boromir！ Now we have need of you。 Faramir should have gone in his stead。'
'He would have gone；' said Gandalf。 'Be not unjust in your grief！ Boromir claimed the errand
and would not suffer any other to have it。 He was a masterful man； and one to take what he desired。
I journeyed far with him and learned much of his mood。 But you speak of his death。 You have had
news of that ere we came？'
'I have received this；' said Denethor； and laying down his rod he lifted from his lap the thing that
he had been gazing at。 In each hand he held up one half of a great horn cloven through the middle：
a wild…ox horn bound with silver。
'That is the horn that Boromir always wore！' cried Pippin。
'Verily；' said Denethor。 'And in my turn I bore it； and so did each eldest son of our house； far
back into the vanished years before the failing of the kings； since Vorondil father of Mardil hunted
the wild kine of Araw in the far fields of Rh？n。 I heard it blowing dim upon the northern marches
thirteen days ago； and the River brought it to me； broken： it will wind no more。' He paused and
there was a heavy silence。 Suddenly he turned his black glance upon Pippin。 'What say you to that；
Halfling？'
'Thirteen； thirteen days；' faltered Pippin。 'Yes； I think that would be so。 Yes； I stood beside him；
as he blew the horn。 But no help came。 Only more orcs。'
'So；' said Denethor； looking keenly at Pippin's face。 'You were there？ Tell me more！ Why did no
help e？ And how did you escape； and yet he did not； so mighty a man as he was； and only orcs
to withstand him？'
Pippin flushed and forgot his fear。 'The mightiest man may be slain by one arrow；' he said； 'and
Boromir was pierced by many。 When last I saw him he sank beside a tree and plucked a black…
feathered shaft from his side。 Then I swooned and was made captive。 I saw him no more； and know
no more。 But I honour his memory； for he was very valiant。 He died to save us； my kinsman
Meriadoc and myself； waylaid in the woods by the soldiery of the Dark Lord； and though he fell
and failed； my gratitude is none the less。'
Then Pippin looked the old man in the eye； for pride stirred strangely within him； still stung by
the scorn and suspicion in that cold voice。 'Little service； no doubt； will so great a lord of Men think
to find in a hobbit； a halfling from the northern Shire； yet such as it is； I will offer it； in payment of
my debt。' Twitching aside his grey cloak； Pippin drew forth his small sword and laid it at
Denethor's feet。
A pale smile； like a gleam of cold sun on a winter's evening； passed over the old man's face； but
he bent his head and held out his hand； laying the shards of the horn aside。 'Give me the weapon！'
he said。
Pippin lifted it and presented the hilt to him。 'Whence came this？' said Denethor。 'Many； many
years lie on it。 Surely this is a blade wrought by our own kindred in the North in the deep past？'
'It came out of the mounds that lie on the borders of my country ' said Pippin。 'But only evil
wights dwell there now； and I will not willingly tell more of them。'
'I see that strange tales are woven about you；' said Denethor； 'and once again it is shown that
looks may belie the man – or the halfling。 I accept your service。 For you are not daunted by words；
and you have courteous speech； strange though the sound of it may be to us in the South。 And we
shall have need of all folk of courtesy； be they great or small； in the days to e。 Swear to me
now！'
'Take the hilt；' said Gandalf； 'and speak after the Lord； if you are resolved on this。'
'I am；' said Pippin。
The old man laid the sword along his lap； and Pippin put his hand to the hilt； and said slowly
after Denethor：
'Here do I swear fealty and service to Gondor； and to the Lord and Steward of the realm； to
speak and to be silent； to do and to let be； to e and to go； in need or plenty； in peace or war； in
living or dying； from this hour henceforth； until my lord release me； or death take me； or the world
end。 So say I； Peregrin son of Paladin of the Shire of the Halflings。'
And this do I hear； Denethor son of Ecthelion； Lord of Gondor； Steward of the High King； and I
will not forget it； nor fail to reward that which is given： fealty with love； valour with honour； oath…
breaking with vengeance。' Then Pippin received back his sword and put it in its sheath。
'And now；' said Denethor； 'my first mand to you： speak and be not silent！ Tell me your full
tale； and see that you recall all that you can of Boromir； my son。 Sit now and begin！' As he spoke he
struck a small silver gong that stood near his footstool； and at once servants came forward。 Pippin
saw then that they had been standing in alcoves on either side of the door； unseen as he and Gandalf
entered。
'Bring wine and food and seats for the guests；' said Denethor； 'and see that none trouble us for
one hour。'
'It is all that I have to spare； for there is much else to heed；' he said to Gandalf。 'Much of more
import； it may seem； and yet to me less pressing。 But maybe we can speak again at the end of the
day。'
'And earlier； it is to be hoped；' said Gandalf。 'For I have not ridden hither from Isengard； one
hundred and fifty leagues； with the speed of wind； only to bring you one small warrior； however
courteous。 Is it naught to you that Théoden has fought a great battle and that Isengard is overthrown；
and that I have broken the staff of Saruman？'
'It is much to me。 But I know already sufficient of these deeds for my own counsel against the
menace of the East。' He turned his dark eyes on Gandalf； and now Pippin saw a likeness between
the two； and he felt the strain between them； almost as if he saw a line of smouldering fire； drawn